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Ohhhhh shit.
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| Now or Never |
[03 Oct 2003|12:20pm] |
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FDU is no good for me. Over the summer I had my head on straight, was working out a little, eating right, in general maintaing a productive and happy lifestyle. That lasted maybe two weeks. Now I am just partying all the time getting wasted, and I love it, but I am starting to feel like shit. I know the only way I am going to get out of this blackhole of drugs and alcohol is to make some drastic changes, exercise a lot of self discipline, and goto fucking class. And this all starts right this very moment, and by that I mean on monday morning.
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| Depression Setting In |
[20 Aug 2003|05:50pm] |
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FEeesh, did I spell it right? I had the Sea Scallops...cajun style, yummy. It sucks that we all have to go our own way, I really had an all around good summer....but its not over yet...Party at Mr. Lo's beach house... sweet time...but then its over and the depression sets in.
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| Drunkeness is Lovelyness |
[15 Aug 2003|11:29am] |
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BOOZEY WOOZEY. Yesterday I drank all day long.. I was fucked up. I do not recall how I ended up in bed. Very Very drunk. I should start writing down my thoughts during the day.. I have things to talk about but when i sit down and update this thing I can't remember shit. I am sitting here trying to think of what I want to talk about and all I can think is that I want a girl to touch my penis...its true.
I hate to bitch about girls and my love life on Lj but I am going to do it anyway. I'm lonely... I mean I have awsome friends, but I want a girlfriend. Everyone I know right now has a fucking girlfriend/boyfriend, poor Mr. Lo (btw-I am the only one allowed to pity me). I really have so much love to give but I don't have anyone to give it to.
"Can somebody find me someone to love?"
P.S. Nice guys don't finish last, Only pussies do.
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| Busted |
[10 Aug 2003|12:33am] |
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I need a doctor's note.... oh well. Work fucking sucked today. At blockbuster there is something called active seller every saterday night. This position intails that one staff member, the "active seller" go and walk amongst the consumers and push the three priority items of the week. It is such a cheap fucking sausage marketing tool. And tonight (and the week before this, and this upcomming week) I am that tool. It sucks.
But I told them my last day was the 21st. So not even two more weeks of this bullshit. (that is untill I transfer up to the NJ store) Though I think working up there will be better because I am going to know the manager, and will it be a bit more fun, at least I hope so.
So it is kinda raining, but it is lightning and thundering real loud. So I am going to go sit outside to watch, listen, and learn. I love stormy weather.
And so little kiddies I shall leave you with yet another eels quote because they are so goddamn fantastic.
Why don't we just get together, for whatever, and see if it's alright. -eels
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| Watcha Gonna Do |
[07 Aug 2003|04:48pm] |
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So last night I was where Mary lays her pretty little dead... i mean head down to sleep. Nice place you got there mary. We did indeed drink wine, but we watched French forgien film, which all in all made the evening quite...classy. Then we did our routine matinee action. Saw Bad Boys 2, and I liked it. The action was good, but Micheal Bay (the director) has got this weird thing with dead bodies.. in all his movies there are always bodies flying everywhere...
Besides all that..Life is good and I feel great
'Cause mother says I was a great mistake -eels
I am a very Bad Boy, watcha gonna do?
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| Absolutely Pointless Information |
[04 Aug 2003|11:33pm] |
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Well not actually goodnight, I plan on staying up until 5 6 in the morning... whenever I feel like really.. I am a grown boy.
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| Things look up When you look up |
[04 Aug 2003|11:11pm] |
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Today was a relaxing day. I really didn't do to much, which left a lot of time to think, and its a good thing too because I was in desperate need. I mean problems, friends, and advice are ussually a winning combination, but every now and again you really need to take some time to do some alone thinking...
In terms of this John & Leandra thing, well, its not worth feeling pain over somthing that brings others happiness, its pointless and ugly. So I am trying to look forward (or up in the case of the title) and make things alright. Which is good because I was kinda dreading next semesters bullshit, but now it doesn't look so bad. As a matter of fact I am kinda looking foward to going back and getting laid (ahh college) cuz right now all I really want to do is fuck some pussy.
Anyway, The eels show (despite my general attitude throughout the show) was fucking awsome. They did some really creative shit on stage. I especially like the fact that E and the band change up how there songs are played live.. 3 speed was all fast.. and the All in a Days Work opening riff was slow and drawn great for the intro... but most of you don't know what I am talking about so for those of you that missed it...I wish you were there.
Godamn I Love the EELS Cuz I love...Birds
One last thing, to whom it may concern,
thank you for the invite and hospitality up at WV I had an awsome time.
-goodnight-
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| Good times...Bad times |
[01 Aug 2003|10:18pm] |
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Well actually lets discuss the bad first... I took a nap in the middle of the day, and had possibly the most fucked up dream I have ever had. It was about the devil. In the dream the devil was a women with blonde hair, kinda wavy. She asked me to help her, at this time I was under the impression that she was a regular women. Then a bunch of shit happened which I can't completely recall because I had the dream hours ago. But there were some elephants in a big swiming pool, and the devils two sons.....though it was weird it was still kinda normal...untill...I was in a house and there was a stereo playing this creepy backwards screechy voice thing. In the dream I was freaked out and trying to turn off the stereo but dispite all my efforts the radio played on... I turned to the women I was like.. isn't the freaking you out... so said "no". Then she informed me that she was the devil and that I had helped her. She told me that I could have stopped her.. the dream flashed to her wrapped up in blankets tied to a rope, which I was holding, on a balcony. She jumped over, but I held on tight and swung her back up over the balacony and onto the ground...she landed with a very hard thump. Out of the blankets comes this skeleton like creature with wings.. she screeches and flies away... the dream stays with her flying, and out of nowhere there is this voice over thingy, that said I could have stopped all of this.. and something about food and life.. she flew into a house sat down at the table and the sons appear behind her.. and they all scream...the end.
Good times though. Some good samaritan gave me money that she found on the floor so that the rightful owner could reclaim it... I held it for a while.. noone came.. so now its mine... $26 bucks... its like I got paid twice... score.
Im tired now.. so talk to you later.
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| I'm kicking my Ass |
[31 Jul 2003|04:14am] |
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Shame. What a shitty emotion. There is nothing that makes me feel worse, then when I feel emmbasresed. And though the initial feeling of embaresment, felt in its present context, sucks, the long term, thinking back 5 years from now and not laughing kind, now that is a real (don't mind if I do) kick in the ass. I realize that in my scheme to make life as comfortable and painless as possible, i.e. avoiding situations that would eventually lead me to feel both kinds of embarasement, is not really working. Avoiding certain situations was an attempt to escape from feeling this feeling, which ultamitly is really self-dissapointment, for me, doesn't work because I end up feeling dissapointed that I didn't take a risk on a potential opportunity for success. So I guess I need to kick myself in the ass (shameless) (no pun intended) and take some risks. I just hope I get some sweet with the sour, and hope the sour doesn't drive me to suicide. I love life.
-Goodnight-
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| My Wide Eyed Dream |
[26 Jul 2003|12:11pm] |
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I was awake, I know that. But it felt like a dream, you know what I mean, completely lost in it, unable to realize your dreaming. Many people consider dreams with your eyes open, awake, daydreams. But this was different, I was awake but dreaming....and hungover. In it everyone had completely different identities but all thier orignial mansorisms, i.e., speech style, physical appereances, and movements were exactly they same. For instance, David Katz introduced him/herself as Cathy Hould. ...Now for the weird part... Everyone kept saying, kinda offhandish, Vanity is a sin. And whats really freaky is, I never woke up because I wasn't asleep.
Hangover dreams are always the weirdest...I wonder why?
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| 5:00am thoughts |
[25 Jul 2003|05:23am] |
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Basically my thought is... im tired. No but really I am. I should stop napping in the middle of the day.. I end up staying up all night. Although it proved useful this night because I played Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic for a solid 3 hours. Work. Good Work. I am dissapointed that, this my first real post, sucks. Hopefully something exciting will happen. In saying this I realize a dangerous implication of having an LJ. Documentation that nothing happens and my life really is as boring as it seems. Lets see what tomorrow has to offer. Goodnight...
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| And so it begins... |
[23 Jul 2003|05:23pm] |
Thoughts, thoughts? soon enough. This is only the begining.
Mr. Lo
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